•May 27, 2015 • 2 Comments
Zip has it bad.
Nine years old, and she seems to have more and more anxiety each time there’s a thunderstorm.
The drugs aren’t a solution – she gets so messed up.
Placing a hand on her – holding her – seems to help, as does the fake thundershirt. But she is so trapped in that deep personal hell, no matter what we do.
Poor Zip. Poor us. She just needs someone to hold her the entire time.
So-k. Family is family. We do what we have to do.
•May 25, 2015 • Leave a Comment
…just doing my part to support the local economy on this important holiday…
They’re mediums but they’re fat. Thank you, Chesapeake Landing!
•May 12, 2015 • 3 Comments
Leeks, self-seeded in the garden end of last summer, made it through that harsh winter, harvested last week. I’ve been harvesting lettuces, herbs for weeks, but these guys made it through that winter, and deserve recognition. With bacon in a frittata made with Carol Bean’s eggs? Oh yeah.
•May 11, 2015 • Leave a Comment
•May 7, 2015 • Leave a Comment
…and honestly, I can’t recall (many) times she was wrong.
•May 7, 2015 • 1 Comment
Thanks to Mo and Tim for the delicious crabcakes! So great to be out on the water again!